"I didn't want to affect the heroes, but you have committed a big crime. If you Wen Yue can walk out of the gate alive today, I will forgive your innocence and add pillars to your country. If not, I will not kill your three clans and give you the last dignity.

A rich burial."

"The Luo River is in front of me, and the Copper Mountain is at my back. I swear by the river and the mountain that I will treat you with all my kindness and righteousness."

"I do this not only to you, but to all heroes."

"Feng Gan was defeated and died. I didn't anger his family. Aren't I angry? I know restraint. How come you don't know restraint?"

Perhaps because he felt that he had lost his composure, Emperor Liang did not say any more.

"What else do you want to say?"

Emperor Liang stood up with a complicated look on his face.

Today he is going to cut off the fallen pillars with his wave of hands. This feeling is really sad.

Wen Yue bowed and said, "My lord, I have nothing to say."

If Wen Yue doesn't want to look decent, someone will help him look decent.

But because Wen Yue's contribution was so great, Emperor Liang didn't want to erase his great contribution, so he raised his hand and spared the others.

After losing battles one after another, someone finally emerged who could win the battle. He was still a young man, but he was ignorant.

It's hard to feel defeated all the time. Emperor Liang was already beaten and lacked self-confidence, and now he had to cut off the strongest card in his hand.

"Let's do it."

Emperor Liang waved his hand tiredly, finished his words, and walked into the small door beside the meeting hall.

The battle between Qi practitioners still has a great impact on ordinary people. He only needs to wait for the final result.

Lu Laodao and others, who had been preparing for a long time, appeared in the hall.

"Your Majesty, we meet again." Old Lu smiled and held his hands.

While Wen Yue returned the gift, he looked around at the monks worshiping in the hall.

There were seven people in total, five from the Marquis's residence that day, and two strangers.

Tu Shanjun inside the banner looked carefully at the two unfamiliar faces. The stern big man was at the fifth level of Qi training, and the young man in his early twenties was at the third level of Qi training. They were both okay.

Lu Taoist has the highest level of cultivation and is on the sixth level of Qi training, only half a step away from the seventh level.

The monk recited Amitabha and practiced Qi cultivation, but he was still at the sixth level.

The fat man is at the fifth level, the man with a low eyebrow and the beautiful woman in her thirties are all at the fourth level of Qi training.

As for the boy disciples on the first level of Qi training who do their homework in the enshrinement building, they are leftovers selected by the Five Spirits Sect, and they will only reach the fourth level of Qi training in this life.

If you are older and still on the first or second level, you will have no future.

"Everyone, you are no match for me." Wen Yue looked at everyone with a smile.

It has to be said that Emperor Liang really spent a lot of money. The masters from the entire worship building gathered here just to kill a minister who had become a Qi practitioner.

"Oh, everyone can tell lies."

The young man looked at Wen Yue with a smile.

Wen Yue's pale hair seemed to be the sequelae of excessive consumption of his source. With the twilight posture in front of him, how could he be their opponent?

"Don't talk too much with him. If you take his head, a certain family still has utensils that have not been refined." The cold and stern man mobilized his magic power.

"Amitabha."

"What a pity."

Lu Laodao had already had an affair with them.

Half a year ago, Wen Yue was still a disabled person lingering on the hospital bed. Now that he has become a monk, his cultivation level will not be much higher. At most, he can only practice one or two levels of Qi.

But after all, they are worshipers of Daliang, so they naturally do not hesitate to deal with this kind of thing that happened among the monks in Liangdu.

Everyone immediately took action.

With the surge of mana, the effect of the Spirit Turtle Breathing Technique on his body suddenly disappeared, revealing Wen Yue's true cultivation level.

Lu Laodao couldn't help but be surprised.

The spiritual light in Wen Yue's body is so huge. This must have reached the fifth level of Qi training, but how is it possible?

The other worshipers were also surprised, but they didn't think much about it. It would be better to say that Wen Yue had a secret.

There are secrets that they can uncover even after killing Wen Yue.

Wen Yue poured mana into the soul flag.

A tall figure stood behind Wen Yue, with black energy rolling around his body, forming a black light shield to resist the offerings coming from all directions.

Seven people could not make even an inch of progress.

They all looked astonished, as if they had seen a ghost.

Ripples rippled, mana surged, and Tushanjun stood still like a mountain.

A fierce burst of power.

Spread your hands forward and push.

The black light shield exploded with a bang, and the air waves rolled, immediately blowing all seven worshipers aside.

Everyone was affected and fell to pieces.

Those with higher cultivation levels could still stand firm, while some of the worshipers had to roll twice before they could stabilize their bodies.

Everyone opened their mouths and stared dumbfounded at the tall ghost standing behind Wen Yue.

That's simply not something they can match.

Late stage?

Or is it perfect to practice Qi?

They can't see it either.

This solemn, blue-faced, red-haired evil ghost looked down with scarlet ghost eyes, and it was actually more oppressive than those ghost kings in the Yinland to the north.

Wen Yue clenched the white token-shaped magic weapon in his hand and hid it with his sleeve robe.

Very few people noticed this scene, but some worshippers still noticed it.

They were all guessing what the token weapon was and how it could be so powerful.
Chapter completed!